
A quiet fire burns, a hidden strength. Mars in Capricorn, a controlled desire. They seek the summit, the measured climb. Is it love’s true path, or just a game? Hearts are won, with calculated grace. A passion held, in iron chains. Do they seek devotion, or just control? They build their walls, with stoic pride. A fortress strong, against the storm. Is it safety found, or just a cage?
Vulnerability hides, beneath the stone. They stand alone, a mighty peak. Is it power’s hold, or just a void? Moments gleam, then turn to dust. A fleeting triumph, a hollow crown. Do they learn from loss, or just endure? A melancholic truth, a whispered fear. Can passion’s control find a gentle hand? Or is it destined, to always reign?
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